Chapter 333 Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang! ! (4000, the Fifth Update of the Alliance Leader’s Contract)

"It's not without regrets. I didn't expect the ghost judge to be so smart and aware of current affairs that Li Shimin's chess piece was not used at all."

Zhong Kui sighed and said: "I'm going back to deal with Li Shimin. I'll tell Zhang Deyang that you will handle it on your behalf. If he is interested in judging Si Siming's position, let him bathe and change clothes tomorrow and go to the imperial palace in person. , see the emperor."

"It would be great to get a commanding officer position." Qin Yao was quite satisfied with the result and said with a smile: "By the way, how did the emperor deal with the ghost judge?"

"Resign from office, you will be deprived of the rights of your official position for life." Zhong Kui's eyes turned cold, and he seemed to be unhappy and said: "It's an advantage for him!"

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, and Qin Yao felt indifferent to this.

"He confessed quickly enough, did not resist arrest, and cooperated well. It is reasonable for the emperor to give him a lenient treatment."

"Don't I know better than you?"

Zhong Kui glared at him speechlessly and waved: "I'm going to do my work. You go find Zhang Deyang quickly. If he doesn't want to make progress or feels that he can't shoulder the responsibility of command, you can go to me as soon as possible. I will Go and reinstate the emperor and ask him to consider promotion candidates at his discretion. By the way, there is also the matter of my sister. If you pay more attention, do you still want to join the Yamen?"

Qin Yao pursed his lips and whispered, "I can join the Judgment Department in the future."

"How dare you!" Zhong Kui glared and yelled, "Believe it or not, I fried you?"

Qin Yao: "..."

Are you polite?

"I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you."

Seeing that he was speechless because of his rebuke, Zhong Kui's depressed mood actually improved a lot. He waved his hand and walked towards the door: "Also, remember, I'm not joking with you. If you just You casually abandoned the task I gave you and went to follow Zhang Deyang. I even bullied Zhang Deyang. I will do anything for my sister."

Qin Yao: "..."

If my sister is so controlling, she must have some serious illness in her heart, right?

With a brother-in-law like you here, whoever marries your sister shouldn't be like marrying an ancestor?

Silently complaining in his heart, Qin Yao walked out of the Judgment Department and rushed towards the Yamen where Zhang Deyang was.

I wonder what Lao Zhang’s expression will be when he hears the news? !

"Day after day, I am busy and confused."

In the small government office, Zhang Deyang glanced at the dark sky outside, stretched out, hung his brush on the pen holder, and murmured softly: "Xiyamen, Xiyamen..."

Once, before becoming a judge, Zhang Deyang was a famous desperate man in the underworld.

Carrying the glory of Maoshan, being brave and unafraid of death, constantly refreshing his achievements, and being a disciple of a famous religion, he was promoted very quickly. However, when he passed the Yin Envoy and advanced to the position of Judge, he suddenly discovered that he could not be promoted. Already...

All the yamen were saturated, one chief abdicated, and the old judges who had suffered for hundreds or even thousands of years rushed forward like crazy. Without the support of the public, they couldn't even fight.

The most important thing is that even if you fight for education, you may not be able to win! The Underworld is more concerned with background than ability, so how can those old judges be white?

Gradually, as time passed, Zhang Deyang lay down and no longer fantasized about going further. Instead, he leaned down and became the "messenger" of the Maoshan sect in the underworld. This was how he and Qin Yao were able to establish a good relationship. main reason.

After all...every time he came down, it was Lao Zhang who received him, and Lao Zhang spared no effort to cultivate the descendants of Maoshan. Before Qin Yao obtained an official status, it was Lao Zhang who took him to the Yama Hall to pick up the mission, and he also used Lao Zhang's official seal.

I don’t know how many people still remember that the two of them joked that when Qin Yao became prosperous in the future, he would come back to support Lao Zhang.

This matter...

Lao Zhang himself forgot.

After all, although he has helped many juniors over the years, except for traveling between the Yin and Yang Realms, no one has taken the initiative to see him.

He doesn't blame these little guys for being cold-hearted, because he knows very well that everyone has their own life, everyone is busy with their future, and everyone... may not have an easy life.

Lao Zhang can always understand others, so he has been working as the "Maoshan Envoy" for many years. Not only is he diligent, but at least he can help others, but he doesn't do anything.

Sometimes he would also wonder if it was worth it, but every time he thought about it, he would feel that time, fate, and even his master had treated him well. Except that he could not see the way to advance, everything else was quite satisfactory.

Good.

The old ship that has been built for most of my life now has a harbor where it can dock. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?

Contentment, long happiness.

"Ancestor, Ancestor..."

Not long after he slipped out of the Yamen, Qin Yao rushed into the Yamen like a gust of wind and shouted loudly.

It was quiet inside the yamen, only the chirping of insects responded.

"It's late at night, isn't my ancestor going to the alley?"

Qin Yao sat on the stone bench in the courtyard with a golden sword. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

Where there are ghosts, there will be rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be Goulan. Zhang Laozu is a bachelor, strolling around Goulan, drinking flower wine, it is simply normal...

Thinking of this, Qin Yao's restless heart gradually calmed down. He took out his space bag, took out a jar of wine, a bowl, a box of cigars, two puffs of cigarettes, and a sip of wine. He looked at the blood-red moon and blew the cool evening breeze, feeling comfortable. Comfortable.

Later in the night.

Lao Zhang hummed a tune softly, holding a pack of fine meat jerky in his left hand and a pot of secret Laobaijian in his right hand. He raised his leg to push open the half-open door, and saw a cigarette butt shining orange in the night.

"Hey, man, why are you here drinking in my courtyard so late at night?" Lao Zhang felt happy when he saw who it was and couldn't help but joke.

"What did you mention?" Qin Yao stared at his left hand and licked his lips.

"You're sure you're here, right?" Lao Zhang walked over to him and sat down, putting the things in his hands on the table, with a smile on his face: "I haven't been out for seven days, so I just went out for a walk today. A jar of wine and two pounds of meat were weighed, and you just happened to bump into me."

Qin Yao chuckled: "I changed jobs to fight in the autumn wind. After I fight here, I fight there. I will eventually meet the food."

Lao Zhang laughed dumbly and unwrapped the dried meat: "Are your hands clean?"

"I haven't peed today." Qin Yao said.

Lao Zhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you often pee on your hands? You haven't peed today."

Qin Yao threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it with the sole of his foot, reached out and picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He gave a thumbs up while eating: "Hmm... um! Not bad."

Lao Zhang took out a wine bowl from his hands and put it on the table with a clang: "It's not bad, you just know how to eat it. Do you understand that you respect the old and love the young?"

"I'm too old to drink. I'll get you some water." Qin Yao said and stood up.

"Why are you itchy?" Lao Zhang glared at him and scolded: "Sit down, pour me some wine, pour yours, um, have another cigarette."

Qin Yao laughed, sat down obediently, filled a bowl for Lao Zhang, opened the cigarette case with a click, took out a cigar, and offered it with both hands.

Lao Zhang took the cigar and held it in his mouth. Qin Yao stretched out his finger, and a flame popped out from his finger, lighting the tobacco for it.

"Hey, don't tell me, the smell is quite strong." Lao Zhang took a deep breath and his eyes lit up.

Qin Yao took out his space bag, took out three boxes of cigars, pushed them over, and said with a smile: "This is for you."

"If you have nothing to do to show your courtesy, it is either a traitor or a thief. After all, what do you want from me?" Lao Zhang asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "No, you can't say it now. If you say it, you won't be in the mood to smoke, drink, or eat meat."

"Hey, is this a big deal?" Lao Zhang was startled and asked hurriedly: "What a big deal?!"

"It's quite big." Qin Yao nodded and said with a smile: "Ancestor, can you carry it?"

"I'm going to carry it, but I won't." Lao Zhang said, "I'm not going to wipe your ass."

"Bring me the cigarette." Qin Yao grabbed the cigarette from his mouth and said, "If you don't even help me, you can smoke it."

"Snapped."

Lao Zhang slapped his palm and said suspiciously: "You are a little presumptuous today. No, it's not a little, it's very presumptuous!"

Qin Yao retracted his palm like an electric shock, turned to dig out the dried meat in the package, bit into it and said: "I will be more bold in the future, do you believe it?"

"No matter how big or small, do you believe I will slap you?" Lao Zhang laughed and cursed.

Qin Yao laughed and said, "I don't believe it."

Lao Zhang narrowed his eyes: "Let me guess, you have found a backer?"

Qin Yao said: "You have to please me."

"Hey, have you got Zhong Kui's girl?" Lao Zhang said.

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment: "No..."

"I'm not as good as you without you."

Lao Zhang drank half a bowl of wine, took a long puff of cigarette, and suddenly spoke seriously: "Qin Yao, last time Zhong Li was here, I couldn't talk about you, so you should take it easy, whether it's the Saint of Montenegro or Zhong Li. , the status is so high that it’s scary, if you don’t handle it well, you’ll be in big trouble.”

Qin Yao said helplessly: "I said, I don't want to either. Do you believe it?"

"I believe in a hammer." Lao Zhang said angrily: "As long as the knife is fast enough, what kind of mess can't be cut?"

"You don't understand." Qin Yao shook his head and didn't say half of the sentence.

If you understood, you would no longer be an old bachelor.

Lao Zhang likes the current situation very much, and also likes the way Qin Yao treats him. This way of getting along reminds him of a very distant word: friend.

Lao Zhang has no friends.

"I've told you what needs to be said. It's up to you whether you listen or not." Lao Zhang didn't want to preach, let alone ruin the atmosphere at this time. He exhaled a long puff of smoke and said, "Say what's going on? Already?"

"Don't you say you won't help me make things right?" Qin Yao asked.

"You have to listen after all." Lao Zhang smiled. He didn't guarantee it, but he made up his mind.

Qin Yao still shook his head: "After eating, we'll talk after eating, otherwise I'm afraid it will affect your appetite."

Lao Zhang was speechless: "Thank you for always thinking about me like this."

"Thanks are not sincere enough. Come, sing with me, listen to me, thank you, because you warm the four seasons..." Qin Yao said with a smile.

Lao Zhang was angry and laughed, but he also noticed that this guy was obviously not in the right mood.

It seems a little...excited? ? ?

Later.

After the two of them finished eating a pack of dried meat, Lao Zhang burped comfortably and said with emotion: "I haven't felt so comfortable for a long time."

"Are you ready?" Qin Yao suddenly said.

"It's done, it's done." Lao Zhang said angrily.

"Old Zhang, do you want to be commanded?" Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

"What the hell?" Lao Zhang was confused.

"Commander, if you ask for an official position, I will arrange one for you." Qin Yao said.

Lao Zhang's mouth twitched: "What nonsense are you talking about? You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

Qin Yao shook his head: "You can say that I can control it."

Lao Zhang: "???"

"I'm not teasing you anymore. Do me a favor. Master Zhong Kui and I dragged down the Minggui judge from the Judgment Department, so the Judgment Department lost a person in charge. I recommended you, and the emperor said, let you go when you are free. Seeing him, it should be to implement this matter. You organize the judgment department and continue to protect me in the future..."

Lao Zhang was completely stunned.

He was really frozen in place.

The kind that doesn't even move its eyes.

These words had a huge impact on him.

It's more serious than the legendary Fan Jin's passing of the imperial examination. After all, the position of being a person and the position of commanding people are basically two different concepts.

Qin Yao could understand Lao Zhang, so he didn't beep much and drank his drink quietly.

Lao Zhang was in a daze for half an hour. He suddenly woke up and said, "I'm a little dizzy. What did you just say?"

Qin Yao said: "Si Ming, I say, please be the Si Ming."

Lao Zhang's body trembled: "You didn't bluff me?"

"I have free time. I'll come here late at night to scare you." Qin Yao was speechless.

Lao Zhang suddenly stood up, slapped his hands on the table, and glared at Qin Yao: "Si Ming? Judge Si Siming?"

"Yes." Qin Yao said: "I'm here to ask you if you are willing to help. If you are not willing..."

"I'm not stupid." Lao Zhang's eyes seemed to be burning with flames as he pointed at him and said, "Come here."

Qin Yao was inexplicably timid: "What are you doing?"

"Come here quickly!" Lao Zhang urged.

Qin Yao silently circulated his energy and slowly came to him: "What are you doing?"

Lao Zhang grabbed his shoulders and said seriously: "Qin Yao, let's sworn sworn friends."

We are sworn sworn children? !

Qin Yao looked like he had seen a ghost. He felt as if his shoulders were about to be crushed by him. His cheeks twitched and he said: "Ancestor, I know you are very excited now, but the two of us..."

"What are you talking about?" Lao Zhang pulled him hard, kicked him in the back of the leg, and kicked him to the ground, and then he knelt down as well.

"Ancestor, this is really inappropriate." Qin Yaodao was heartbroken and struggled to stand up.

Lao Zhang put his hand on his shoulder and said grandly: "You don't care whether it fits or not. Anyway, I know that among brothers, we share the same blessings and share the same hardships. Those who betray their brothers and sisters should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."

Qin Yao: "..."

Me.

Who the hell is a brother to his ancestor?

Gan.

Isn’t this nonsense?

"Ancestor, listen to me, can you listen to my advice?"

Qin Yao advised earnestly: "You may be carried away by the excitement now. This is an impulse of passion. We can't do this. If you tell me, others will laugh to death."

"Recite after me, I, Zhang Deyang..." Lao Zhang didn't listen to what he said at all. He reached out and slapped him hard on the back, which almost made Qin Yao vomit blood.

Qin Yao thought Lao Zhang was crazy.

But only Lao Zhang knows best what a command position means.

That was a position that many old judges could not touch even to the point of death!

That is a height that many of Heaven's proud men, even with the power of famous religions, cannot reach!

How many ghosts are there in the underworld?

More than tens of billions.

How many officials are there in the Yin Division?

Absolutely no more.

How many commanders are there?

In any organization, there will never be more than a hundred.

There are only about seventy commanders in Fengdu.

Moreover, Fengdu Si Ming is more valuable, has a higher status, and has more authority than the Si Ming outside.

There's nothing to say.

Qin Yao didn't know how heavy this man was and how important this ceremony was.

Lao Zhang has to know.

Fuck secular rules.

If I were the commander.

Qin Yao has been Siming's brother since then!

Between brothers, we share blessings and share hardships. If I have a mouthful of food, there must be a mouthful for him.

Inner Mao, outer Mao, who dares to gossip?

If you dare to say anything, I will stop serving you.

After working as "Maoshan's Envoy" for so many years, only Maoshan owes me, and I don't owe Maoshan anything.

Ask the heart.

No shame!

call.

Finished in advance.

Today there are more than 12,000 updates, and the coding speed is indeed record-breaking.

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The key is.

No more debt.

Cool.

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Hidden.

Go for a walk.

My shoulders are almost dry...